Yo Nod
  What's up B-lo?
  Hey man, niggaz tryin' to stir up shit between amongst us
  and Chicago man, what you think about this shit?
  Ah, between us and the Snypaz?
  Man I'm talkin about us and every muh-fuckin body, man
  Ah but you know we too tight up in Chicago
  We got love worldwide baby don't stop, north, south, east and west
  That's right, know what I'm saying, straight up comin to you
  Snypaz and Do or Die, Rap-A-Lot mafia
  From the Chi, here it go like this
    [Verse 1]
  I went from zip locks and bakin soda
  To smokin herb, cookin 'ola
  Never lookin overnight success
  Cause I want a Rover
  Hold you head up and stick yo chest out
  And if you heavy off in this game then get yo vest out
  I hit the scence like po-po's
  In the four door Chevrolet, we gas
  With hats broke off to the left
  To show you exactly where you at
  I want the scratch that you done say
  Remember, bust a cap a lot
  For the rooftop Snypaz snap a lot
  Puttin down with Rap-A-Lot
  You'll die, can't fuck with us
  So when you say it, you'll a lie
  You'll try and get shut down
  From Texas all the way back to Chi
    Ain't no success even if you cryin for it
  Them niggas alive know it, they dyin for it
  Even them niggas that kill, get caught, and strive for it
  I strive for it
  That's why I sixteen years and a positive
  Try to let go of my negative
  Only got one life to live
  It's fucked up, only had one chance
  And now I'm takin it
  See niggas fakin it
  If a nigga ain't real then his ass ain't makin it
    Overnight, I had to do more than hold the mike
  Had to control the fight
  Had to make sure my dough was right
  Had to make sure my boys was tight
  Noise and lights, stalkin from the end of my (?) gonna spook ya
  Horror type of tactics, you bet the Snypaz (?) knew ya
  Stressed out, had me feelin left out
  Stuck and I gotta get my self out
  But when I was kid then crept out
  Fuck all the ones who never helped out
  Stepped out with grams and plans to be an overnight achiever
  Since (....?....) to non-believers, overnight
    [Chorus X 2:]
  You can do what you wanna do
  But it ain't gonna happen for you
  Not overnight
  Overnight, overnight, overnight
  Overnight, overnight, overnight
    [Verse 2]
  Livin it up, this ain't no overnight shit
  See (?) got a death wish
  But Do or Die and Snypaz, represent Chi-Town
  Took a life and get lit up quick
  Rain niggas got me doin this
  Used to be on some sell ass shit
  Or mail that bitch back home in a box
  And leave no trail of this
  Now won't witness this and this is
  How's it's gonna fall
  All of y'all gonna battle
  Leave this life, all shells gon drop tonight
  You say that you want a spot
  Better they hit like the shit from Rap-A-Lot
  So pack that glock or AK stops your clock, my straps get hot
  Even though it's hot it ain't hot enough to stop this entourage
  Rain, Do or Die, pick a piece Snypaz, one big mob
  Better stop that heart
  Beuregard this industry from backyards to owin Lexus cars
  So flex that shit cause down in Texas, everybody talks
  Cause ain't gonna fall, overnight
    [Rock Roc]
  I got an american dream of gettin out the ghetto
  Runnin out they mails
  About the loved ones that said they love me, but didn't care
  Do Roc scare? With the fuckin niggas who groundin me
  It's Roc on the block, 45 glock cocked
  Finna pop these niggas and they drop
  I'm screamin more and more and more war
  Killa for scrilla and more war, more war (more war)
  I'm screamin more and more and more war
  Killa for scrilla and more war, more war (more war)
    A to the muthafuckin K
  Runnin through the gateway bustin at the niggas back
  Uh, Ooo wee, whip a, nigga, wit his, own gat
  Oh snap, you in the business, dump him in the tar
  Point blank range, nigga I'm game, do anything
  (..?..) , (..?..), hangin out the window
  Me and my comrades take a nigga out his shoes
  Rule number one, don't get it confused
  I'm talkin bout that one three, s-h-o-t
  Nine millimeter kill 'em off of me
  Make 'em freeze
  Kill for my nigga that'll kill for me
  Infa, red, lights and bombs leave a bitch, a nigga his arms
  Stay alarmed, Vietnam, when I closed caskets
  Pimp, lyrical tactics, shit look hectic
  When I bomb a bad bitch
  1997 niggas, and you can't do it overnight
    [Vocal breakdown]